reminded me of how they'd be entwined with mine later that evening. It all felt like heaven.
"Sorry, Jenn," he murmured as his mouth closed over mine. I melted into him completely as he kissed me like he'd never be able to again. My mouth opened to him and our tongues glided together, we sucked on each other's mouths again and again.
God, he tasted so good .
Finally, he dragged his mouth to mine and across my face to my neck where he sucked the skin into his mouth softly and moaned. "God, I missed you, Brook."
I glanced at Jennifer, who was smiling and looking out the window, trying to give us as much privacy as possible during our reunion.
"Mmmm. I missed you more," I whispered, as I snuggled into his neck and he placed a kiss on my temple. "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting to see you until we got to the hotel."
"Look at her, would you? Here two minutes and already complaining!" he teased and Jennifer laughed. His arms tightened around me again. "I couldn't wait one more minute to see you."
"She practically chewed her fingers off on the plane! She was jumping around in her seat for the entire flight."
"That's not true. I even slept a little." I had the grace to flush. "I can't help it. I was so anxious to get here. Stop teasing me, both of you."
Cade just laughed. "Did you have a good flight?" His hand was threading through the back of my hair over and over as we traveled along the highway on our way out of Venice.
The city gave way to green rolling hills and lush landscapes as Cade and Jennifer made small talk about the film and some people we met on the plane. I was tired and snuggled into Cade's arms and closed my eyes; soaking him in. His fingers brushed my cheek and ran down my arm to hold my hand; our entwined fingers rested on my thigh for the entire hour we were in the limo. We couldn't stop touching each other.
Cade sighed and leaned his head against mine as I watched the countryside fly by the racing car.
"The flight was uneventful," Jennifer answered. "How was your time in Cannes, Cade?"
"Oh, you know... maddening . Hmmph!" He let his breath out and I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn't see his face.
We spent the remainder of the ride in silence, except for the random comment about the beautiful scenes outside the car. My skin burned where he touched me and I knew he felt it too. He shifted underneath me and I could feel his body's reaction to mine.
The air felt different in Italy, energized, exciting and I knew the next few days would be a huge rush of activity and a lot of special times for Cade and me.
The city of Venice was beautiful with ancient stone architecture among the famous waterways. The sun was starting to set and the lights placed among the buildings created a very romantic vision.
I stared out the window as we left the city behind until we would return for the festival in four days. "It's just gorgeous."
Cade nodded and rubbed my back. "Yes, actually, it’s a collection of islands and is slowly sinking, sadly . The architecture and art here are rich in history. We need to get some time to see some of the sites. I've spoken with Martin already and he's agreed that we can explore a little. We'll have a read through of a couple of the first scenes from the next film tomorrow morning over breakfast and then we're free for the next few days."
I looked at him in wonder. "Together?" I asked hopefully.
"The whole cast. I can't touch you like I want to, but we'll at least be able to get out together." His smile held a hint of sadness.
"Well, I’m just happy we have this time! You're amazing for arranging it.”
“What's the villa like?" Jennifer asked as she joined me in looking out the window.
"It's small and private, only a dozen or so rooms. There is a quaint little courtyard attached to one of them, and they have room service. It was built around two hundred years before the town rose around it, by a future Pope, I believe, but I can't remember
"Sorry, Jenn," he murmured as his mouth closed over mine. I melted into him completely as he kissed me like he'd never be able to again. My mouth opened to him and our tongues glided together, we sucked on each other's mouths again and again.
God, he tasted so good .
Finally, he dragged his mouth to mine and across my face to my neck where he sucked the skin into his mouth softly and moaned. "God, I missed you, Brook."
I glanced at Jennifer, who was smiling and looking out the window, trying to give us as much privacy as possible during our reunion.
"Mmmm. I missed you more," I whispered, as I snuggled into his neck and he placed a kiss on my temple. "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting to see you until we got to the hotel."
"Look at her, would you? Here two minutes and already complaining!" he teased and Jennifer laughed. His arms tightened around me again. "I couldn't wait one more minute to see you."
"She practically chewed her fingers off on the plane! She was jumping around in her seat for the entire flight."
"That's not true. I even slept a little." I had the grace to flush. "I can't help it. I was so anxious to get here. Stop teasing me, both of you."
Cade just laughed. "Did you have a good flight?" His hand was threading through the back of my hair over and over as we traveled along the highway on our way out of Venice.
The city gave way to green rolling hills and lush landscapes as Cade and Jennifer made small talk about the film and some people we met on the plane. I was tired and snuggled into Cade's arms and closed my eyes; soaking him in. His fingers brushed my cheek and ran down my arm to hold my hand; our entwined fingers rested on my thigh for the entire hour we were in the limo. We couldn't stop touching each other.
Cade sighed and leaned his head against mine as I watched the countryside fly by the racing car.
"The flight was uneventful," Jennifer answered. "How was your time in Cannes, Cade?"
"Oh, you know... maddening . Hmmph!" He let his breath out and I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn't see his face.
We spent the remainder of the ride in silence, except for the random comment about the beautiful scenes outside the car. My skin burned where he touched me and I knew he felt it too. He shifted underneath me and I could feel his body's reaction to mine.
The air felt different in Italy, energized, exciting and I knew the next few days would be a huge rush of activity and a lot of special times for Cade and me.
The city of Venice was beautiful with ancient stone architecture among the famous waterways. The sun was starting to set and the lights placed among the buildings created a very romantic vision.
I stared out the window as we left the city behind until we would return for the festival in four days. "It's just gorgeous."
Cade nodded and rubbed my back. "Yes, actually, it’s a collection of islands and is slowly sinking, sadly . The architecture and art here are rich in history. We need to get some time to see some of the sites. I've spoken with Martin already and he's agreed that we can explore a little. We'll have a read through of a couple of the first scenes from the next film tomorrow morning over breakfast and then we're free for the next few days."
I looked at him in wonder. "Together?" I asked hopefully.
"The whole cast. I can't touch you like I want to, but we'll at least be able to get out together." His smile held a hint of sadness.
"Well, I’m just happy we have this time! You're amazing for arranging it.”
“What's the villa like?" Jennifer asked as she joined me in looking out the window.
"It's small and private, only a dozen or so rooms. There is a quaint little courtyard attached to one of them, and they have room service. It was built around two hundred years before the town rose around it, by a future Pope, I believe, but I can't remember
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